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Privately Owned Spiral Galaxy - Wilbur Soot
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Privately Owned Spiral Galaxy Wilbur Soot

Privately Owned Spiral Galaxy - Wilbur Soot
[Verse 1]
Thought cycle gusty a mind filled with hot air
Must I care for nothing more than myself?
Do I dare admit the fraught thoughts cavorting, resorting indirected mourning
Part of me that was selfless that left without a warning
Well that's what I said, but maybe it's the fact that I detest
This obsession with myself that leaves a mess inside my head
Oh shit, I'm doing it again, repelling any potential friend
Revealing my innate ability to never fully comprehend
Anything bigger than myself, but in the end, I still pretend
Condescending anyone polite enough to choose to misspend their time watching me as I achieve, my secret social mission;
To drain people with my boring stories and opinions
To see the bigger picture; takes intelligence and wisdom
But I won't see nothing with just myself in my vision

[Verse 2]
I go outside, the blitz of faces unwilling to confess to any empathy
Endlessly, incessantly declining any pleasantries
Heavily breathing, socially teething, I'm open like a vivisection
Intense tendency to dwell, seething over missed connections
Infected by my perceptions that I'm a non-entity
Project my insecurity until the intensity is weaponry
Grieving a heavenly fiction I agreed I was dreaming. Awake!
Freezing, wheezing, fundamentally I'm still believing that
This is an elegy for concepts I conceived in deep sleep
And I helplessly watch them fade as I awake
I try and keep them alive
Incomparable with life but eventually they die
And the brain I used to vate-
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